H6O staggered like a drunk who had drunk too much, and a long band of black smoke came out of the top motive and fell to the ground at a rate of 8 meters per second.
"I'm fine every time I'm in a helicopter."
Long Yun glanced at Gege, bared his teeth and said, "It was the same last time in Freetown. ” "Ready to crash" The pilot's cry pierced through the wheelhouse, the shrill sirens chirped like crazy, the altimeter's hands slid swiftly to the lowest value, and the altitude electronic degrees on it jumped wildly, and it was impossible to see the exact number.
Everyone did their best to crouch on the ground, leaning their backs against the cabin wall, and fastened the T-helmets on their heads.
Parachute helmets instead of 88 Kevlar bulletproof helmets used by the Rangers were a smart choice, but for special forces who often rely on helicopters for raids, bulletproof requirements are less important than lightweight, impact-resistant effects.
In just a dozen seconds, it seems as long as a century has passed.
The H6O helicopter spun and slammed into the top of a small hill, the metal of the fuselage and the gravel and stones of the earth crashed into a terrible screech, and the propellers swept to the ground, sparks flew everywhere, and the paddles of the composite material broke and flew in all directions.
At the moment of impact, Long Yun immediately knew that his group of unlucky eggs would not die because of the crash, although H6O could not fly, but it did not completely lose power, and it was not damaged to the point of destroying the plane and killing people.
Now, on the contrary, what he is most worried about is the fragments of paddles that fly around, and the fragments that are broken and bounced off by high degrees are as powerful as bullets, which can easily cut through people's bodies.
The huge impact force caused the helicopter to slide off the ground for nearly ten meters before stopping, and then, like a clumsy turtle, it staggered and rolled over, and stopped on the ground with its bottom facing the sky.
"Everyone is okay, report the situation" After a strong feeling of dizziness, Long Yun shook off the loess on his face and shouted into the cabin.
Now it can be said that it is a mess, there are 7 people in the cabin, you are pressing me, I am pressing you, arms on legs, legs on other people's arms.
"I'm OK," Jon replied in the dark.
“ok” "It's okay" "lucky" The series of answers in the cabin finally made people feel a little reassured.
Everyone quickly climbed out of the plane and left the crash site, and three Delta Special Forces soldiers quickly spread out on the hillside, occupied an observation position, and established a cordon.
H6O was emitting black smoke, but it didn't seem to explode violently, and after making sure, Jon asked Long Yun, "Captain Long, what are your plans now?"
Long Yun looked around, the barren land of Afghanistan was unfolding in front of his eyes, due to years of war, coupled with excessive cultivation, as well as the influence of climate and geographical conditions.
Afghanistan has almost no decent forest vegetation, and is full of endless loess, a bit like the Loess Plateau in the northwest of the country.
The occasional howl of scavenging animals such as wild dogs can be heard on the plains, which are as inhospitable as the moon, and for which war is a feast for untreated corpses.
"Second Lieutenant Rhodes, you and the pilot go to see if the communication equipment on the plane is still working, and if it works, you immediately notify the front command, tell them that we have crashed, and let the command track our signal and send someone to rescue us.
I think those Taliban soldiers must have seen our plane crash and were probably searching for us in pickup trucks and donkeys.
After saying that, he turned back to Jon and said, "After the news gets out, we will install a mine on the plane and evacuate towards Bagram Air Base." ” Jon is a special operations expert, and from Long Yun's series of methodical and unhurried instructions, it can be seen that this guy does not seem to be an ordinary intelligence analysis officer who sits behind a desk in the DOD and sorts out paperwork, and is estimated to have rich practical combat experience.
"Okay, you command, I'll do it, sir."
His tone suddenly became much more polite.
The Delta Special Forces soldiers are similar to the Mustang, you can hold him down and tame him, he will listen to you for everything, otherwise he will kick you hard with his hooves.
"Give me your disguise."
Long Yun beckoned to the sniper, Sergeant Anderson.
Anderson trotted over and handed Long Yun the glysuit in the bag.
Long Yun put the Geely suit on his head, clicked on the AD on his forearm, found the location of the crash through GS, and then returned the camouflage uniform to Anderson.
"We are now near the Kabul River west of Jalalabad, I'm afraid this is occupied by the Taliban, and the Bagram base is about 7o kilometers northwest of us, and we have to withdraw in that direction and wait for the rescue of Force J while withdrawing."
"If we are lucky enough to get to the Bagram base and find a new plane, we can probably fly directly to Mazar-i-Sharif," Long said. ” Unit J is part of the U.S.
Parachute Rescue Unit, a special rescue team that is part of a special forces battle group and is responsible for searching and rescuing pilots shot down behind enemy lines or reconnaissance teams that are caught in siege.
As he was talking, Second Lieutenant Rhodes ran back with two pilots, "The news is out, the headquarters will send someone over, what should we do now" "Leonard, you go and set up the treacherous mine."
Long Yun raised his head in the direction of the helicopter, and Leonard nodded and ran over.
"Let's evacuate first, and follow the banks of the Kabul River in the direction of Parwan Province."
Long Yun stood up and glanced at Gege behind him, "What's the matter, the crash didn't hurt you?"
"Take care of yourself, hybrids" Gege loaded the 4A1 bullet and got up and walked forward, not appreciating it at all.
Jonki said, "What a half-blood" "Ah yes, my father and mother are descendants of different nationalities, you know, there are fifty-six nationalities in China, so she calls me a half-breed" Long Yun lied and thought to himself, don't blame me, Mom and Dad, I really don't know what nationality you are.
"This girl doesn't seem to like you."
Jon touched his broomstick beard and smacked his lips, "You're all part of the DOD" "Uh-huh, yes, what about the same office, her personality is like this, you know, little pepper" Long Yun knew that his identity as a DOD captain intelligence analysis officer was a Xibei goods, and if he talked to Jon again, he would definitely be exposed, so he quickly changed the topic, "Let's go, if we don't leave, we will be dumplings by the Taliban."
H6O was equipped with a mine device and evacuated in a northwesterly direction.
The early winter nights in Afghanistan are not much warmer than the snowfields, where the temperature difference between day and night is so great that the cold wind pierces the coat like an ice pick, even if you wear thermal clothing.
As soon as the team walked two kilometers, a violent explosion was heard behind them, and a huge fireball rose from the small hillside of the crash, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night.
"It looks like those Taliban guerrillas have caught up."
Jon said.
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Long Yun looked at his watch, it was 3 o'clock in the morning, and the winter morning was late in the morning, which was a favorable condition to have at least more than three hours for the J rescue team to find him, otherwise as soon as it was dawn, things would be very troublesome.
It's okay to say that I and Gege are at least Asians, these golden-eyed foreigners are too dazzling, and they are targets wherever they go, and I am afraid that it will not take long to fall into the vast sea of people's war, just like the Delta in Mogadishu, Africa.
"Let's go":